Yesterday had the makings of being one of those days - almost. We went into town to run some errands and, just as we were ready to head for home, our Suburban would not start. It was not the battery, so a jump was no good. My husband
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Simple living
Simple living
Yesterday a friend posted an interesting video clip on her facebook page about a man who lives in a teeny tiny house. Not only does he live in one, but he has been contracted to build tiny houses for other people! It seems that, once people saw his simple
♫ I Have a Hope ♪
♫ I Have a Hope ♪
I have a hope, I have a future, I have a destiny that is yet awaiting me.My life’s not over – a new beginning’s just begun.I have a hope, I have this hope. God has a plan; it’s not to harm me,but it’s to prosper me and to
I think I'm in Like!
I think I'm in Like!
I like my husband. Yes, of course I love him. I mean I like him. I think that it is very unfortunate that there is a lot of like missing in marriages these days - and it has not always been in mine. Early in our marriage we
In Everything Give Thanks
In Everything Give Thanks
Just like everyone else, we have been experiencing some lean times in our pocketbook lately. My sister’s family is in worse shape than we are, and over the past few months I have listened to her give one account after another of how God has come through for
The Doldrums
The Doldrums
It’s official.I’m in the doldrums. The “doldrums” are a flat sea. There is no wind in the sail. You drift aimlessly, unable to get the ship to do your bidding. The doldrums are an unpleasant place to be. Ironically, another word for it is “becalmed” – and to
Whatever it takes?
Whatever it takes?
There’s a voice calling me from an old rugged treeAnd it whispers, “Draw closer to ME. Leave this world far behind, There are new heights to climbAnd a new place in Me you will find.” Whatever it takes to draw closer to You, Lord,That’s what I’ll be willing
Reading and Weeping
Reading and Weeping
A couple of months ago when I started reading Angie Smith’s blog Bring the Rain, I was compelled to go into the archives and read the story from the beginning. As I read, I could not stop the hot tears from rolling down my face. Although these events
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